This is a short piece which departs slightly from my usual style. Here, I integrate photography into my poetic prose. You see, reader, I have become quite obsessed with bark. Those tree-wrappings which differ so have driven me into quite the euphoric glow. As I search those lines that wrap themselves between, among, and within the tree rind, I find myse…
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